My husband has two passions in life: Goodwill (Deseret Industries in the west) and brick-breaker. (A stupid cell phone game) At least half of his clothes are from Goodwill. I'm not really a Goodwill girl. Lately, though, I've become obsessed with thrift, consignment, and vintage stores! We had very little with us when we moved from Indianapolis to Salt Lake City so this adventure was born out of necessity. And it is so fun. Here are some of my favorite finds from vintage shops in the SLC. They are on every corner here and all three of these items cost the same. 30 bucks. It's like legalized stealing.
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That's not even the good stuff, babe. You should have put up pictures of my vast assortment of pre-owned briefs, pasta, and half-used bars of soap. I mean, it's soap, so you know it's clean!
Touche Lee. Anywho, brickbreaker is no ordinary cell phone game. It is the heroin of a cellular wireless addict. I am pretty sure I need to go on Intervention in order to earn my friends and families love back. That damn level 16, I JUST CAN'T BEAT IT!
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